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Feb. 1st, 2009

Feb. 1st, 2009

Note: Charles was one of my cousin's twin premature sons. He died sometime Saturday night. My mother called me five minutes ago to tell me. This is a memorial.

Good-bye, Charles. You came into this world too soon and left far sooner than you should. We never met, but I loved you all the same. Know that you have been spared all the pain and agony that this world can bring. I grieve and mourn for your loss. I weep for your parents, for the despair and sadness they now know. My heart bleeds for your twin, Christopher, who will never come to know his brother.

Your all-too-brief life reminds me, sharply, of the fragility of my own and the preciousness and miraculousness of my own son's. Know that you go to join a good and glorious company. Greet your great-grandfather for me and pass our love to him. We will all come to see you, all too soon.